One Easter Sunday my family went to my grandma’s house. The road trip felt like an eternity! When we finally got there we were the first people in my family there. After a short wait the rest of my family arrived and we could eat. I love the way my grandma cooks. After eating Hannah and I went Easter egg hunting. In the yard there was a basket of plastic eggs. My cousins hid the eggs, and when they came back we went off. Once all the eggs were found everyone went inside to cool off. Once the family was sitting down with there tea it was time to talk. At this time I was getting bored so I decided to go drive the Mule. Back then I thought the Mule was as fast as a roller coaster. Now that I am older I realize that it is as slow as a snail. I always enjoyed ridding on the Mule and felling the wind going through my hair. After a while Mom called me back in to say good bye. On the way home I remembered the things in which I did that day.